Chương 156: The Old Me

Demyan 

From the moment we climbed down the jet stairs a smile graced all of our lips as the warm sun kissed our skin and the sea breeze filled our senses. Everything about Monaco screamed money and there was no place better for the richest man on earth. 

Waiting for us with our security was a fully gold Bugatti Chiron for Dad and Pa, the same coloured Bentley Continental GT for Vasilisa and EJ and a matching Rolls Royce Ghost for Malia, Oksana and I. This was the one place Dad could show off a little and completely blend in and he abused it the best he could. 

"Monaco is filled with such snobs," Oksana groaned from the backseat as I followed our convoy to the house. 

"Your Dad loves it," Malia laughed as she looked back at my sister. 

"Yeah but Dad is the King of snobs," she giggled, "I'm wearing the exact same hoodie but it's different because it says 'Versace' across the chest."